She didn't want to leave him, and that realization weighed heavily in the air between us.I pulled back, my eyes locked onto hers, searching for any sign of hope. "You don’t want to leave him, do you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Laura didn’t respond; instead, her eyes brimmed with tears, and I could see the turmoil churning within her. She was caught in a battle of emotions, and I felt the urgency of the moment pressing down on us. "You have to leave him, Laura," I urged, my heart racing.A single tear rolled down her cheek, a silent testament to her pain. Her eyes swelled further, and she struggled to speak, shaking her head in a desperate attempt to hold it together. After a long pause, she finally managed to say, "I’m sorry.""No." I interjected immediately "You have to leave him, Laura."She shook her head again, her voice trembling as she replied, "I can’t, Theo." Tears streamed down her face, each drop a reflection of her inner conflict."Yes, you can. You can lea
~ LAURA’S POVI wiped my tears as I walked out of Theo’s office, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on me. I had to leave immediately because I couldn’t hold it back any longer. The pain of watching him be in pain for me hurts and the feeling of him groaning and desperately telling me to leave Christian…. I can’t leave Christian. I’ve tried to break away so many times, but it’s like I’m tied to him in a way I can’t escape.I hurried to the restroom, splashing cold water on my face, trying to wash away the evidence of my tears. I took a moment to breathe, ensuring there were no more tears left to spill before stepping back out into the hallway. As I made my way to the ground floor of the building, I spotted Ariana playing with some toys, her laughter ringing out as the receptionist entertained her. Seeing Ariana’s bright smile warmed my heart, but I knew I couldn’t let her stay there for long, not after everything that had happened. The fact that Theo saw her bruise and no
~ THOE’S POVI’m really freaking out about Laura. I can’t concentrate on anything knowing that she’s hurt and still with the same man who hurt her. It just blows my mind that she’s still with him, after everything he’s done to her, she’s still with him. What does she even see in Christian? He doesn’t love her; if he truly did, he would never have laid a hand on her in the first place not to talk of lay hands on his daughter. Hitting Laura is one thing but hitting her and Ariana is just crazy, it can’t handle the thought of that. Honestly, I don’t care what Laura wants or what she says. There’s no way I will let her stay with a man like Christian. She deserves so much better than that, and he deserves the worst. I’m determined to make sure he gets what’s coming to him. It’s just infuriating to watch this happen without taking action on him. He has to suffer the consequences of his actions even if it’s not now, I will definitely make sure I do something for him. I’ve been pacing aroun
~ KELLY’S POVMy hands are sweaty, my feet are cold and my stomach is rumbling in a way it has never before. I have never felt this overwhelming nervousness and excitement at the same time. After talking to Theo, I’ve decided to take on his advice and confess my love for Tamara and see how it goes. Honestly, I don’t know what her expression or reaction will be but I’m really hoping it’s gonna be a good one because I can’t afford to be heartbroken all over again. I have a deep feeling that she loves me but at the same time, I’m not very sure about it. All I know is that she’s the nicest heart I’ve ever known and the way she looks at me makes my heart swell up with joy. While that doesn’t explain her love for me, I have a tinge feeling that it does because I’ve known Tamara for decades but the past few days were just so different… her aura and everything about her is just amazing now and it feels like she and I are meant to be together.I glanced at my rearview mirror one last time, tr
~ LAURA’S POV"One more bite and you can go play with your dolls," I said, reaching to feed her.Ariana pouted sarcastically, "But you said that three times now. When am I gonna play with my toys, Mommy?" Her voice tinged with impatience, and I could see her tiny brows furrowing.I couldn’t help but smile at her determination. "This is the last one, I promise. After this bite, you can go play with your toys."She sighed dramatically but eventually gave in, opening her mouth for the bite of the sandwich. "Now can I go?" she asked, her words slightly muffled as she chewed."Yes, but finish chewing the sandwich first," I reminded her, watching as she quickly turned and dashed toward the living room, excitement radiating from her.Ariana is absolutely in love with the toy the receptionist back at Theo’s office had given her. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this excited about a toy before. I smiled at her innocence and headed to the kitchen to put the plate away.As I walked back to the r
The lawyer smiled warmly at me as he said, "Hello Laura.""Mr. Peter, what brings you by?" I asked, my heart racing with every second that passed. I knew exactly why he was here, and while I'd been hoping for this moment, the reality of it made me feel restless and anxious."Let’s just say, your wish has been fulfilled," he replied, taking a step aside to reveal a couple who had just parked their car in front of my house. They looked to be in their late thirties, and the woman had a bright smile on her face as she waved enthusiastically at me.I couldn't help but wave back, though confusion clouded my expression. "Who are they?" I asked, trying to piece everything together."They are the couple that want to adopt Ariana."My heart skipped a beat as his words settled in my mind, reverberating with both hope and fear. This was everything I had wanted, yet now that it was actually happening, a wave of overwhelming emotions washed over me. Peter then asked, "Can we please come in to talk?
I’m not ready to let go. I just can’t let go of Ariana. I know it’s the right thing to do, but I can’t imagine my life without her; she’s all I’ve got. I’ve been having second thoughts about this whole situation, but deep down, I know this is what I’ve always wanted for her. She needs to have a normal childhood, far away from abuse and trauma, and I want her to live with parents who have no criminal records, who can give her the stability she deserves. Yet, I have to admit, I’m really scared for her. Losing her feels like losing my entire purpose in life, and that thought weighs heavily on me.I sighed heartily trying to push the thought of Ariana leaving out of my head as I started packing her things, I made sure to carefully place her favorite items on top. I want her to feel comforted when she opens her bag and sees the things that bring her joy. While I was packing, a knock on the door distracted me. I turned my gaze to the door and saw Bella standing there. With a warm smile on
My heart feels heavier than it ever has before, almost like I'm carrying an unbearable weight on my back that's making it nearly impossible to move forward. Each heartbeat feels like I'm trudging through thick, sticky mud, relentless and exhausting.The sight of Ariana leaving in tears keeps replaying in my mind like a haunting echo, and the thought of her struggling to sleep tonight, or being unable to focus on anything without me by her side, is absolutely crushing. She has never been away from me before and she’s never lived in a place that isn’t home, I can already imagine her trying so hard to adjust to her new home, she’s not gonna love it and she’s not going to be happy at all but I know deep down that I did the right thing. She can’t be with me forever, the life I am giving her is not the kind of life she deserves. She deserves a nice and happy family, a mother who genuinely cares for her, who can provide the best for her, not someone who puts her through so much pain and fail
~ LAURA’S POV"Mommy, come over here!" Ariana's voice filled the warm, salty air, breaking through the sounds of the waves crashing on the shore. I turned to her, curious about what had sparked her excitement. "What's going on?" I asked"Look, I drew a picture of us. Me, you, and Daddy," she said proudly"Really?" I questioned, "Let me see!" I reached for the book she was holding, and as I flipped it open, I was greeted by a beautiful drawing that captured the essence of our little family—Theo, me, and Ariana, all smiling and holding hands. "Wow, that's so beautiful!" I exclaimed, genuinely impressed. I felt a mix of emotions bubbling inside me, and I desperately wanted to ask her what made her call Theo "Daddy," but I decided to let it be for now. Honestly, I had been hoping she would say that because I knew it would mean the world to Theo.Ariana had only recently learned that Theo was her father, and although she had felt a bit strange about it at first, I was relieved to see her b
~ THEO’S POVLife is indeed like a firework. It’s amazing to look at, it’s scary at first but in the end, it’s a beautiful sight. My life is like that and I’m beyond grateful for that because the bad days were shaped through the good ones and now I’m in a position where I don’t want to change anything about my life.For the past five years, I’ve been nothing but mean, cruel, and completely disconnected from my true self. I held onto the belief that bad things happen to good people and that good things are reserved for those who act badly. I thought that being good never brought any rewards. But as I stand here in front of the mirror, my friends helping me out, I realize how wrong I was. Being a good person truly does pay off because if I was bad it wouldn’t be like this. My friends wouldn’t be here and I might have never found myself in a great place, surrounded by my best friends, and about to marry the love of my life—Laura.I still can’t believe this day has finally come. After so
There is no doubt I woke up to the most handsome man on earth, Theo. Every time I’m with him, I can’t help but feel incredibly lucky. He’s truly one of a kind, and just being with him melts my heart in ways I never thought possible.As I lay there, I smile, watching him sleep peacefully, his chest rising and falling gently. I trail my fingers through his soft hair, feeling the warmth radiate from him. He must have sensed my touch because a smile spread across his face, even in his sleep. His smile makes me smile, and the happiness he exudes fills my heart with joy. I’m just so happy to be with Theo.I leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, savoring the moment. Once again, he smiles, and I watch as he instinctively reaches for my hand, his fingers intertwining with mine. He kisses my hand softly, and I feel a flutter in my chest. He murmurs something, but I can't quite hear it, so I lean in closer and ask, "What?""I said let’s sleep, I’m so tired," he replies, pulling me
His mouth moved against mine with a burning urgency, igniting a fire within me. He gently laid me back on the bed, his body hovering over mine as he broke the kiss, his breath warm against my skin. With a delicate yet deliberate motion, he unbuttoned my shirt and took off my bra, and the moment I was exposed, his mouth eagerly found my breast. A soft moan slipped from my lips, the sensation electrifying as he lavished attention on me, sucking and teasing my nips with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. A tingling sensation ran through my body as Andre felt gently cup my face as he deepened the kiss, his lips moving against mine with a gentle urgency. The bristles of his beard scratched against my soft cheeks and I gripped his head firmly, as if trying to keep him from escaping. He worked his mouth against mine, our tongues battling back and forth like wrestlers, each trying to pin the other.Theo then broke the kiss and began to trail his kisses down to my
Ariana, Theo, and I had a lot of fun today. I’ve never seen her this happy and comfortable before, as if she knows Theo is her father. The way she seems to be getting comfortable with him really melts my heart and I can’t help but feel very happy.After having dinner, I took her to bed while Theo headed upstairs to get some work done. He’s been catching up on so much work recently and I can understand why, having to run a big company like his is a lot to handle. Preparing Ariana for bed, I made her brush her teeth and change into a comfy outfit before I tugged her into the bed. I was about to wish her goodnight when she said, "Mommy, can you tell me a bedtime story?""Maybe next time, baby, I don’t have any storybook with me right now," I said."Ohh, ok," she sighed. I didn’t want her to be sad, so I said, "But I could think of a story to tell you.""Really?" She grinned, and I nodded. Taking a moment before I continued, "Once upon a time, there was a little princess called Ariana."
~ LAURA’S POVIt feels surreal how life can take such a sudden turn after being so tough. I never thought I’d get another chance with Theo, especially after everything we’ve been through. Just a month ago, I was stuck in my head, thinking about what jail would be like for me, and now I’m living in this beautiful mansion I never want to leave, surrounded by the love of my life and nothing but peace and happiness. I can hardly believe this is real. Each morning, I wake up wrapped in love with the only man I’ve ever truly wanted, and it just feels so right. It’s like a dream come true.It’s been just a few days since the case was dropped and I moved in with Theo, but honestly, it’s been the best days of my life. He’s been incredibly nice, loving, and sweet to me, just like I remember. He’s still that same silly old Theo, always making me laugh and ensuring I’m comfortable and happy. Now that I’m settled in with him, we’re planning to bring Ariana back into our lives. She’s our only dau
Her tongue intertwined with mine as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her even closer to my body, feeling the warmth radiating between us. I was happy and from the way she was kissing me, I could tell that she was too… happy and feeling the same passion as me. While I was savoring the kiss, I was lost in the moment until I suddenly felt something wet on my cheeks. It took a moment to register that it was tears—Laura was crying.I pulled away from the kiss, my brow furrowing in confusion as I searched her face. "What’s wrong? Why are you crying?" I asked, my voice filled with concern.She opened her mouth to speak, but before any words could form, she burst into tears, collapsing to the ground. My heart sank as I watched her shudder with each sob. I knelt beside her, my hands hovering helplessly, asking, "Laura, what’s going on? Why are you crying?"Still, she couldn’t respond, her cries echoing in the silence. I repeated my question, but all she could do was whimper, more tears s
Taking a break feels like a part of me is being locked away, waiting indefinitely for some kind of resolution. I've been pacing around the driveway, my heart racing as I wait for my lawyer to arrive so we can finally have a conversation. I’ve also tried to speak with Laura before the court case resumes but the authorities didn’t let me, they claimed that I have to wait till the court case is settled before I can have a word with Laura. I don’t understand why though but since that’s the case, I just had to go with it. Right now, I’m just hoping that Laura is okay and everything is fine about her, though the look on her face tells a different story. I can tell that she’s anxious, restless, and stressed and honestly, I’m all those things too, everything just feels draining to me right now, making it a lot harder for me to concentrate or even think of the way further.My mind is a whirlwind of thoughts, fixating on why the judge needed a break. It seems so simple—she could have made a de
The lawyer started to present the argument, and I sat back, intently watching him as he laid out the details of the case. Just as he began to make a compelling point, the victim’s lawyer interjected with a sharp objection. The judge, maintaining control of the proceedings, gave him permission to discuss his concerns. He quickly shifted the focus to the accident, and the victim’s lawyer requested that Christian be allowed to come and testify.As if on cue, Christian strutted up to the witness stand, a smug grin on his face that made my blood boil. He seemed to thrive on the drama of the courtroom, his swagger radiating an air of arrogance. I could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on him, and it only fueled my frustration. Christian took his seat, adjusting his collar as if he were preparing for a performance rather than a testimony. Honestly, I don’t even know why he’s here, he is a total piece of crab and the way he acts is just so absurd, he really shouldn’t be here, I mean what